Just What the Doctor Ordered - Bedroom Fantasies #17

Just What the Doctor Ordered:  I walk into the Dr. clinic, take the closest seat next to the entrance in the waiting room and glance around. A small boy plays noisily with a toy car on the floor in the corner while his mother hushes him as he starts getting too enthusiastic with the engine sounds. 

'Sorry', she mouthed to anyone who was giving her scowls of disapproval though no one was paying attention to her or the boy. Thank god I didn't have to bring my kids with me this time.

A young female doctor emerged from the hallway. 'Mrs Mackey.' She called loudly. A frail elderly lady with a walking stick and hunched back followed the young Dr. to a room down the hall, and as the door closed behind them, an older male doctor emerged from the room next to them. I followed him with my eyes, wondering if he was going to call me next.

'Mrs McKail, you're next.' He beckoned me to follow him, even though I had been to see him a number of times before and knew his room well.  I sat in the chair across from the doctors', crossed my legs and folded my arms across my chest, leaving a slight bit of cleavage showing. 

'What can I help you with today?' Dr. Taylor asks as he pulls in his seat. 'I think I need to go onto antidepressants,' I said, with my bottom lip trembling and fighting back tears. 

'Why do you think you need antidepressants?' Dr. Taylor asks as wheeled his chair towards me and leaned forwards. Did he just look at my tits? I could have sworn that he just glanced at my cleavage. 

'I can't stop crying, my husband is working all the time leaving me with the kids and I feel like we don't have much of a relationship anymore.' A tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. 'We don't have sex as much as I'd like to and we just argue all the time. I hardly get any time without the kids unless and I have no time to relax and unwind.'

Dr. Taylor nodded and placed his hand on my thigh. I glanced up through my tears and realised how ruggedly handsome he was. Was he always this cute? He's much older and has greying hair but damn he's fine. His green eyes surveyed my face, down to my cleavage again and flickered back up to meet my gaze. I parted my legs slightly as my heart began to race. 

'I don't think it's antidepressants you need.' Dr. Taylor smiled as his hand slid further up my thigh and almost touched my pussy.  'No?' I raised my right eyebrow at him. 'So what is it that you think I need doctor?' 'Well I can't be sure without a thorough investigation. I think you need to go and lay down on the bed so I can assess you.'

As I stood up, Dr. Taylor ran his hand across my arse, which always looked amazing in jeans, and followed me to the bed. I couldn't help but notice the large bulge in his pants that had appeared. I sat on the bed and took his hand and put it down my bra. He immediately started squeezing my firm breast and gently squeezing my erect nipple and pressed his erection towards my cheek. With my hands shaking, I unzipped his tailored pants, undid his leather belt belt and took the top of his hard penis into my mouth.  He let out a small sigh as I ran my tongue around his cock and then across the top, concentrating my tongue on his slit. His hands deep in the softness of my hair, gently pushed my head further onto his cock so it touched the back of my throat. I gagged a little and tears welled in my eyes, but I loved it. I slid my full lips up and down his shaft sucking harder and harder. He pulled off his shoes and pants, careful not to dislodge himself from my mouth. I felt his balls ascend into him as he was about cum but I pulled my mouth off him and squeezed the tip of his cock to stop him from cumming. 

'This is supposed to be my check up remember?' I smirked. Dr. Taylor firmly kissed my mouth, brushing his tongue around mine. He pulled my baggy T-shirt over my head and undid my bra like an expert. I could feel my heart pounding with excitement but also nervousness as I sat there half naked, feeling somewhat vulnerable on the bed. Dr. Taylor hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt as I pulled off my jeans as my hands trembled. He pushed me back onto the bed and pulled me down the end so my legs were dangling off. He got to his knees and buried his face between my thighs. Pulling my legs up so my feet were flat on the bed, I pushed his greying head into my vagina. His tongue slipped around and around my clit as two of his fingers slipped into my wet pussy. I arched her back, closed my eyes and started gently twisting my nipples between my thumb and forefinger, letting all thoughts of everything outside of the moment slip away. 

As his fingers began moving faster and faster inside of me, he clasped his mouth over my clitoris and sucked like he was sucking an ice cream in a comb. I bit my bottom lip, trying not to yell out as muffled voices from the room next door continued to chatter. 

Dr. Taylor slid his tongue down my vagina and around the edges of my arsehole. The feeling of his mouth down there literally took my breath away. His fingers continued to caress my G spot as he pushed his tongue into my arse and then his pinky finger. I reached around my legs and pulled my arse cheeks apart so he could get better access. His finger moved in unison with the two that continued to explore my wet pussy. Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead and into my hair as all of the muscles in my body tensed. I felt like the breath had been knocked out of me. Dr. Taylor removed his extremities from my body and stood up, leaning his muscular body over mine, he took my deep nipple into his mouth and sucked as he ran his tongue over it. My body quivered and I got goosebumps, like when listening to beautiful music. As he started the assault on my other nipple, he rubbed my clit with his bulging cock. Oh how I needed to have him inside of me. I leaned forward and graded his tight arse to pull him into my throbbing pussy but he moved back slightly, took his mouth from my breast and smiled slightly as he plunged his cock into my arse. It was the first time I'd ever had a dick inside my arse. It hurt like a bitch, but it was a pleasurable hurt. 

'Do you orgasm through anal sex?' He asked as he inched his cock deeper into my sphincter. 'I don't know but I guess I'm about to find out.' 

He let out a slight chuckle and then moaned with pleasure as he went deeper again. 'Just relax yourself, you need to relax.' He said quietly.  

I clutched the sheet underneath me, not because I felt like I was going to fall, but because I would have put my nails into my palms if I didn't squeeze something. Each time he pushed into me, it hurt less and less, and the more pleasurable it became. As I started to enjoy it more, Dr. Taylor ran his finger around my clit. Once again I arched my back in pleasure and lifted my hips so I could more of him into me. He thrusted faster and harder, I let out a cry of pleasure and pain. His fingers moved over my clit faster, almost expertly. Once again, my body tensed as a wave of pleasure washed over me. My eyes remained closed but I could feel his cock harden as he pushed in deep as his cum exploded deep into my arse. The whole time he never moved his gaze from my eyes, as he watched me enjoy his body.

He slowed the pushing as his cock went placid still inside of me and then pulled out, leaving a small trail of cum on the bed between my legs. Suddenly  there was a knock at the door. 'Everything OK in there Dr. Taylor?' The young doctor next door must have heard the noises.  'Yeah, yeah everything is fine thanks.' He stammered as he hurriedly looked around for his clothes on the floor. 

'OK, just making sure.' She answered, and continued to her room and shut the door. I quickly pulled my clothing back on and sat back in the chair where I had begun. My arse gave a slight sting so I shifted my weight to one side.  Dr. Taylor took his seat too. 

'OK, well, everything seems to be perfectly perfect, so I'll see you next month, or whenever you feel that you need to get something off your chest.' Dr. Taylor said matter of factually. 

'No worries, thank you so much for your time. I think you hit the nail on the head. Or the G spot.'  I grinned as I stood up, straightened my hair and headed home.

Submitted by: Libbi from Healesville, Victoria, Australia

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